We are considering a number of candidates to be included in the next round of school launches and will get back to you as soon as possible. If you have interest in being the Campus Rep for your school, which includes automatic promotion to gold status, please send along a complete marketing plan, along with your résumé as soon as possible.

Best,

Braden Hart

CFO, Perfect10

I’m only sort of lying. We wanted to launch to the next ten schools on the same day and were hoping to announce which schools by the end of the week. The problem is that we received requests from only eight, or I guess, nine, now. So the competition wasn’t exactly as fierce as I might have let on.

UCLA is one of the ones we want most—being a public school, it will bring up our number of users substantially but maintain an aura of exclusivity because it’s also a top university. But I don’t want them to know that. We want each school to be hyped they were selected and feel like they won out against huge competition. Same for each campus ambassador.

“Is that Perfect10?” a female voice says.

I reach to close my computer slightly before looking behind me. But the girl isn’t looking at my screen. She’s looking at the phone of the girl sitting next to her. They seem to be here together, sitting at the same table with the same pink Starbucks drinks in front of them.

The second girl, a pretty brunette in a purple dress, blushes. “Yeah, I just got it today.”

“Dude.” The first girl pulls her phone from her bag. “I got it a week ago, and I am literally addicted.” Her voice bounces over every syllable of the word literally as if to add emphasis to her already-hyperbolic use of the word.

“Did you hear...” Girl One leans in as if to tell her purple-clad friend a secret, although her voice loses none of its volume. “Joe Fitzpatrick is on it?”

“The quarterback?” The purple-dressed girl’s eyes go wide.

“Yeah.” Girl One smiles, seeming pleased with the reaction to her information.

“No way!”

“I know, right. Last year I would spend entire Friday nights trying to find what party he was at. Now I just have to get to platinum.”

Great, I think. We are assisting stalkers.

Well, only if this chick makes it to platinum. I look her up and down. And without some really creative photo editing, she won’t.

“Have you chatted with him yet?” Purple Dress leans forward.

“No, not yet, but I will soon. I’ve already made it into an exclusive level.” She flips her hair. “Silver.”

“Oh, that’s really cool,” Purple Dress says innocently. “I’m not sure how to check mine.”